It was the Olympic season. A period everyone anticipated for , not because of its glamor, but because it brought people together from far and near. Everyone's hope was high, betting on who they assumed would win the league as they sat on a round table drinking from one bottle of beer.
When the season approaches, the Olympic ring becomes a place of tour. News headlines and bloggers applaud the athletic heroes of the past as they emphasize on the sculptured athletes trying to navigate the curves of the sculpture . It wasn't just a status to the people, it was an heritage that breathed in the soil of their land.
On the far end where the sculpture is built is an old man who tells everyone who visits the story behind the sculpture. But while he tells his story, he never fails to talk about the five traditional Olympic colors which add beauty to the design. The sculpture continued to be one that united the winter athletes and a sign they were cherish
